Magic!

Charlie smiled and said:

“Their loved ones can be allowed to receive treatment on the patient’s behalf.

"For example, if a child is sick, the father will take medicine, the mother will get injections, the uncle will give birth, the aunt will do bloodletting, the grandpa will do rehabilitation exercises, and the grandma will go to the operating table.

“With the help of mystical connections between loved ones and patients, children can be healed too!”

After listening to the words of the school doctor Xia Li, Russell instantly understood the profound mysticism, witchcraft and principles, and couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

It is indeed a very mystical treatment method, and it is worthy of being the school hospital of the college.

"But, does this have anything to do with assigning boyfriends?" Russell asked.

Before the school nurse Xia Li could answer, the girl on the chair explained herself:

"I came to the school hospital to get rid of the acne on my face. I only need to drink a course of Talisman Water. However, the school hospital wants to test a new treatment method on me.

"However, I am an orphan and have no relatives at all.

"So the school hospital wants to assign me a temporary boyfriend, and let the temporary boyfriend take the medicine on my behalf. We will break up after the treatment is over."

I see. Russell understood something and nodded slightly.

He immediately brought the topic back to his purpose:

"I recently developed a special set of magic surgeries that include weight loss, removal of unnecessary body parts and other functions. It may be helpful to the school hospital. Are you interested in taking a look?"

…

A certain operating room in the school hospital was temporarily vacant and Russell used it as a temporary ceremony room.

The girl with acne on her face just now was setting up black candles under Russell's guidance and assistance, performing a ritual of sacrifice to the devil, and reciting the dark incantation to summon the devil according to Russell's guidance.

"Extradimensional dark entities,

"The embodiment of desire,

"Demon of the abyss,

"I hereby offer the 13 pimples on my face as a sacrifice..."

A few minutes later, when the girl walked out of the operating room again, her face had become as smooth as new.

…

In the next few days, Russell went to the school hospital every day and performed one operation after another.

"I hereby offer my appendix as a sacrifice..."

"I hereby offer 10 kilograms of subcutaneous fat as a sacrifice..."

"I hereby offer hemorrhoids as a sacrifice..."

"I hereby offer my IOU as a sacrifice..."

"I hereby offer my soul as a sacrifice..."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, stop, you pronounced the words of sacrifice wrong. Why did you sacrifice your soul?"

Russell quickly stopped the ceremony and stopped the wooden puppet who was chanting the incantation before the ceremony.

The wooden puppet, the librarian Russell was familiar with, raised his head, and his crayon-drawn face revealed a bit of hope and pathos:

"I am a wooden person. Do you think I have a soul? Russell. I hope that through the sacrificial ceremony of dedicating my soul to the devil of the abyss, the devil will tell me whether I have a soul or not!"

"That is to say, you are actually not sick at all. You don't need surgery at all. You just want to use this sacrificial ceremony to test the existence of your soul."

Russell probably understood the intention of the wooden puppet, and then said:

"Then you don't need to participate in the sacrificial ceremony at all. Just ask me to cast a soul-possession spell on you."

Under the blank gaze of the wooden puppet, Russell took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the wooden puppet.

Click.

The wooden puppet quickly made a "yeah" gesture, with an exaggerated smile on its crayon face.

"Have you ever felt dizzy or in a state of disorientation?" Russell asked.

"No, do humans feel this way when taking pictures?" the wooden puppet replied.

"Then you have no soul. You can leave. Don't take up the time of the operating room and me, the chief surgeon." Russell gave the answer directly.

"What? Do I really have no soul?" The crayon-drawn expression on the wooden puppet's face turned into a sad pattern. "I don't believe there should be any other detection method besides taking a photo. Bar!"

At this time, a red flame burst out in the magic circle beside Russell and the wooden puppet.

A humanoid demon with arms like sharp blades appeared in the flames. He looked at the wooden puppet on the ground and cursed angrily:

"You were the one who summoned me, right? I can't receive your soul sacrifice at all. If you don't have a soul, don't follow other people's example and casually sacrifice their souls to summon demons! You want to eat the King's meal, right?"

After saying that, the humanoid demon turned around and disappeared in an explosion of flames.

The wooden puppet behind him cried loudly:

"It turns out that I really have no soul. I am just an artificial constructed creature, not like a real human being, who has a noble and gorgeous soul."

Russell didn't understand why the wooden puppet was uncomfortable, so he comforted him:

"I don't know what you're crying about. Why are you sad like a mermaid in a fairy tale because you have no soul? This is a completely good thing and not a bad thing.

"You seem to have complete intelligence and thinking ability, and have normal emotions and emotions.

"Although you have no soul, the only impact is that you are immune to extraordinary attacks against the soul. This is equivalent to your own immunity to the effects of the 'affecting the soul' entry, which is a completely positive feature.

"Well, there may be negative effects. Maybe there is a soul-targeting buff ability. If you don't have a soul, you can't eat it. But so far, I haven't seen a soul-targeting buff spell."

After listening to Russell's explanation, the wooden puppet thought about it carefully and realized that it was a great good thing that he had no soul.

The crayon expression on his face turned into a smile. He waved goodbye to Russell and left the operating room.

…

Day after day passed.

Dr. Russell successfully completed painless surgeries, making every student who came to the school hospital return with joy, and also received gratitude from the college and the school hospital.

However, such days only lasted a week.

A week later, schoolwork became heavy again.

Russell was busy with his sophomore studies and spiritual practice, and had no time to come to the campus hospital again.

After the last operation, he compiled the steps of the ceremony and various surgical experiences into a document and gave it to the school doctor Xia Li.

"I'm leaving, and your school hospital will perform this operation from now on."

Unfortunately, Russell later learned that after he left, the doctors at the school hospital tried their best to recreate the ceremony and achieve the same surgical effect as when Russell performed the surgery.

It was from that time that Russell truly realized how special his talent as a mutant was.

Even if he is only a second-year student, what he can do in the field of witchcraft medicine and supernatural medicine may exceed that of the elite school hospital!

Later, when Russell faced the occult plague that ravaged the academy and could deprive extraordinary people of their powers, he would often think back to the days when he performed operations in the school hospital.